(Chastity Reversed) I'm Sorry, My Lady. I Had Sex With Another Woman Again

“It’ll be ready soon~ ♪”

The bouncy voice echoed in the Novi household in the early afternoon.

The voice belonged to my master, Dorothy-sama. Currently, she was mincing monster meat, forming it into oval shapes, and frying them in a pan.

It was what you’d call a hamburger steak. The smell of cooking meat tickled my nostrils, and I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva.

To think she would personally cook for me…

I was immersed in joy, thinking how fortunate I was.

…However.

“Um, are you sure I shouldn’t help? Shouldn’t I be the one cooking…?”

I asked the question I had repeated several times.

Shouldn’t I, as the butler, be cooking? It didn’t feel right to have Dorothy-sama cook. After all, she held an important position.

In terms of modern Japanese sensibilities, she held a position equivalent to a “minister” or “governor”—she was one of the “Four Heavenly Kings”.

Having someone like that, especially someone I revered, cook for me made me feel uncomfortable despite my happiness.

“Geez~ ♡ You’re so noisy~ ♪ Simon-kun, do you think I can’t cook or something?”

“N-no. That’s not it, but…”

She turned slightly toward me and complained jokingly. Seeing her in a maid outfit with an apron was refreshing, and I felt my heart skip a beat at the sight.

“I often cooked for Nico-chan, you know. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine~”

“Yes, but as a butler, I feel somewhat apologetic…”

I reluctantly explained my reasons to Dorothy-sama. I believed my job at the mansion was to “reduce her burden”. In place of the busy Dorothy-sama, I did household chores, helped with child rearing, and assisted in relieving her stress.

Most of these tasks were simple and mostly advantageous to me, but I did have pride in my work.

That was why I felt uneasy when she did the work.

“Not allowed ♡. Simon-kun is on his day off, so you’re not allowed to work~ ♪”

“Ehhh…”

But in her mind, making me cook on my day off was apparently out of the question. She turned around again and gave me a wink. Seeing that smug face, I couldn’t say anything.

“Here you go, enjoy~ ♡”

In the end, I ate the delicious hamburger steak she made.

During the meal, without saying anything, Dorothy-sama propped her cheeks with both hands and stared at me with a grin.

It was like the gaze directed at a cute child, or perhaps like that of a newly-wed couple that was foolishly in love.

“Um, aren’t you going to eat, Dorothy-sama?”

“Elves don’t eat much~ ♪ Don’t mind me, eat up, eat up.”

“…”

Being watched like that, it was, after all, a bit difficult to eat.

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“Useless! You’re really, truly useless!”

“Even if you say that…”

Dorothy’s husband, Diekhart, remembered what happened just the other day and gritted his teeth in rising anger.

(Why can’t they kidnap one butler?)

It was supposed to be a plan to kidnap the daughter using the butler as bait, but the anger stemmed from being told by an old woman from the assassin’s guild that they couldn’t kidnap the butler in the first place.

“If you pay us in advance, we’ll get serious, but with payment completely after the job, well. Having to deal with such opponents for that price isn’t worth it.”

Dorothy’s husband fumed at the assassin’s guild. Did they have neither strength nor professional spirit…?

By then, the trust in the relationship had completely crumbled, and they were looking at each other with cold eyes.

“So, what do you want to do? If the daughter is there, we might be able to kidnap her directly if we do it right. If you pay us in advance, we’ll do our best, but… shall we continue?”

“Who would continue! I won’t rely on you people anymore!”

The man spat out the words and tried to leave quickly. His footsteps, revealing his anger, echoed in the building. However, the sound soon stopped.

About ten women blocked the man’s path.

Unable to bear it, Diekhart stepped back and raised a voice of accusation toward the old woman who was the boss.

“What are you doing! Do you intend to make an enemy of me!?”

“No, no, nothing like that… But we need to collect the payment for the work done so far.”

Payment for the work.

From the assassin guild’s perspective, this incident was a significant loss. There had been casualties, and expenses had swollen due to keeping people on standby every day.

Leaving without paying was unacceptable. That was the assassin guild’s position.

“Don’t be ridiculous! You didn’t even succeed, yet you’re going to take the money!?”

The man’s argument was that the reward was supposed to be for successful completion, wasn’t it?

Since the man hadn’t considered the possibility of failure, he hadn’t made any agreement about that, but he naturally thought it would be so.

Neither opinion was wrong, and in a sense, both were correct. In such a deadlocked situation, the one with “power” always won.

“If you don’t intend to pay, maybe we’ll just kidnap you…”

“W-what are you doing! Let go of me!”

And in this case, the “powerless one” was the man.

In the end, he was taken away by the assassin’s guild. From his home, his accumulated jewels, even his clothing with asset value. He ended up being forced to give up all of his assets.

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“Damn it!”

Because I was wearing thin, commoner’s hemp clothes, they were stiff and uncomfortable. Even this room was the worst.

I thought I could stay at my regular inn on credit, but they’d insisted “that’s not possible”. In the end, I was staying at a cheap inn using nearly half of my remaining funds. But my whole body was so itchy that I couldn’t sleep.

Every single one of them… Who did they think I was?

I was Diekhart Novi, relative of the Demon Lord and the one who controlled Dorothy, one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Though she was going crazy now, Dorothy… that beast hungry for men, I was the only one who could support her.

If she realized that, she would end up bowing her head to me again. When that happened, one of the Four Heavenly Kings would be at my beck and call. In other words, I was essentially one of the Four Heavenly Kings. I was as important as the next in line after the Demon Lord.

It was simple logic that anyone would understand.

I explained it to them in great detail, yet none of them understood. It was painful to be surrounded by imbeciles…

But as a practical matter.

Until Dorothy came to her senses, or until the divorce proceedings progressed in my favor, I had no money.

And there was no way I could continue living like this. In this environment, I might die tomorrow.

(In that case…)

Although it pained me greatly, given the circumstances, I had no choice but to make a direct appeal. It would expose the shame of a divorce crisis, but at this point, who cared.

I would have it stopped. I would appeal directly to the Demon Lord, the pride of my esteemed bloodline.

“Dorothy…! Your barbaric actions end here!”

Don’t underestimate me too much.